The Fallen Vampire

By now, Lucia was having a really hard time keeping up with the events going on around her.

Somehow, she had wandered too far back into the minds of dragons from the past, and ended up in the mind of a very, very powerful one.

He seemed to be able to control her mind and actions to a complete degree, as the moment that he told her to stop crying and calm down she had done so.

It was incredibly alarming, but there was nothing that she could do to fight it.

Luckily, he did not seem to have any ill intentions for her, or else she would have been a lot more frightened.

"Hmm...?"

The man suddenly made a slightly irritated face as he tilted his head towards a specific region of his inner world.

"Do you know this person?" he asked her.

Suddenly, the echoing sound of her name being called out had filled Lucia's mind.

"Old man Gintanai!" she realized.

Taking that to mean that she knew this person, the unknown dragon suddenly clenched his fist and made a yanking gesture.

"Shitttt!!!!"

Out of nowhere, a man came flying through the portal and landed face first beside Lucia.

He seemed to be pretty wealthy, though not as rich as the dragon who's mind they were currently in.

His arms, ears, and fingers were all adorned with golden bands that paired well with the white and gold robes he wore across his body.

He was a handsome older gentleman in great shape with a short grey beard and dark skin.

Though... calling him handsome did feel a bit redundant with this other scary dragon sitting right in front of them.

He was truly just that far beyond compare.

Gintanai immediately picked himself up from the ground and spun around to stare at his surroundings as well as the strange being who had brought them here.

"Who are you? Where are you holding us?!"

"Do you often come into someone else's mind and start to annoy them with loud, incessant questioning and bravado?"

Gintanai frowned as he analyzed the strange man who seemed infuriatingly handsome and familiar.

His presence, aura, and breath was now completely hidden, but he could not fool the old dragon.

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To be able to pull his entire, complete soul into this domain... this man was incredibly powerful.

And dangerous.

There were two ways that Gintanai believed he could go about this.

One was respectful, the other was boisterous.

As he had already seen before, the second did not appear to be working.

So for the time being, he was going to have to lower his head.

No matter how much it pained him to do so.

"I... apologize for my rudeness, elder. I only wish to ascertain the circumstances behind my arrival here."

"I have never heard you sound so humble!" Lucia joked.

"Brat... read the room..!" he hissed under his breath.

The man sitting at the table leaned forward and placed his chin in his palm.

He thought about what he should do for a long time, before deciding that divulging only a little information would not hurt.

"Give your name first." the man said.

"Certainly. I am the Heavenly Dragon, Gintanai Iflar, Patriarch of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Might you grace me with-"

"Laughable."

Suddenly, the table vanished and the dragon with red hair held out his hand.

Ginanai came flying into it with no resistance at all, and struggled pitifully as he tried to escape this man's iron-like grip.

"There is something I feel as though you are failing to understand, but I will let you go after educating you just this once..."

Gradually, he pulled the old dragon close enough to his face that his red eyes were practically about to burn Gintanai's gold ones.

"I am Abaddon Tathamet. The source of all dragons that soar proudly in the skies and the father of all things that go bump in the dark. I am Destruction, Order, and Chaos at their pure and most harmonious.

So you can understand... why hearing you refer to yourself as a 'heavenly dragon' would irk me just a bit, yes? If something is as insignificant as you is a beast of heaven, then I must be the heaven itself."

"I-I, understand!" Gintanai stammered. "I apologize for my-"

"Spare me."

Abaddon rolled his eyes and proceeded to chuck Gintanai over his shoulder like he was a dirty garbage bag.

The dragon immediately fell through a hole in the floor and was booted from this space without a fuss, never fated to return again.

-

"GAAH!"

Gintanai woke up from his bed with a start and clutched his rapidly beating heart.

He sensed movement at his side and the wife that he'd spent the night with finally woke up, and was immediately alarmed by what she saw.

"Patriarch... Your neck..?"

The dragon brought a clawed hand to his throat and all but suppressed a gasp.

There were actual claw marks from where Abaddon had dug his fingers into the side of Gintanai's neck.

Hoever, this in no way should have been possible since it was only his soul that traveled, not his physical body.

And yet... he had been wounded all the same.

"What is the matter with you? What has happened?" his wife asked with great concern.

He thought about what to say for a few moments before realizing that there was only one way to describe what he had been through.

"I have seen... all of the heavens and hells rolled into one. In the form of a man who claims to be the forbearer of all that is feared."

-

Abaddon yawned as he sat cross legged on the ground in front of the young and shaky Lucia.

"You seem like a nice little girl, but I don't like your grandfather very much."

"O-Oh, my apologies... And he's not really my.. actually, I don't know what he is anymore." she admitted.

"Pay it no mind. Why don't we start over, and you can tell me everything about your life without missing a step."

"E-Everything?"

"Yes, well I'm trying to discover how something like you slipped into my mind without my knowledge. I could sift through your mind for the information myself but doing so would likely do too much damage to your psyche, since I would literally be ripping information out."

"Y-Yes, talking is fine!" Lucia nodded furiously.

Abaddon smirked as he chuckled melodically. "How adorable. You remind me of my daughters."

Lucia wondered if she should mention the fact that she was over seventy years old and should not be seen as 'adorable' anymore, but she decided that it was best she just let him say whatever he wanted.

Just as she prepared to start talking about her entire life up to this point, Abaddon's body stiffened and the voice of several different women rang out.

"Darling... Why is there a bitch in your inner world?"

"Showing her the most vulnerable parts of you... Do you think we won't kill you both for such horrendous disloyalty?"

"What am I going to tell our little Typhon when he asks why his father has his entire body encased in stone...?"

Lucia shrank back as she heard the fearsome yet sexy voices of numerous unknown women; all of them brimming with murderous intent.

She looked at Abaddon for some kind of comfort, but he was simply there smiling like an idiot with a mouth full of sharp teeth on display.

"Don't worry, they aren't going to hurt you." he said absentmindedly.

"A-A-Are you sure?"

"No."

In the next moment, nine of the most beautiful and frightening women Lucia had ever seen suddenly appeared from out of thin air.

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